I was enjoying my backyard last night on a wonderful evening. As my husband and I were talking I had this thought: my life is like a really nice hotel. You know, the kind you love to stay at because the atmosphere is so wonderful. Like most of us, I love to stay at really nice hotels but no matter how great the beds are or the size of the tub in the bathroom, ultimately I know that none of it is really mine. When I am at a beautiful hotel, I'm often on my best behavior. I want to show respect to the proprietor of the property by treating it kindly and gently. I hope that I can show respect and gratitude to Heavenly Father for the beautiful "hotel" he has given me by treating it with respect and inviting others to come, and sit for awhile.
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